Keith let out a roar, and the aura of a third-tier Tide Warrior burst forth.
At that moment, facing that aura head-on, Charles felt a chill run through his body, unable to make any sort of counterattack.
Anderson, however, remained utterly calm. Everything here had already been sealed off the moment he entered.
Even if this place were reduced to ruins, the pirates outside would not react.
Facing Keith's attack, Anderson dispelled it with a casual gesture.
After a few simple spells, Keith was frozen in place. The only part of his body that could move was his eyes.
His gaze was filled with horror. He could not fathom how he, a third-tier Tide Warrior, had been so easily brought under control.
As a third-tier Tide Warrior, he was practically at the top of this plane's food chain.
But he had encountered Anderson, a great wizard who had nearly touched the realm of a fourth-ring Wizard Sage.
Holding Keith in place, Anderson said to Charles, "I gave it some thought and decided to spare this fellow's life."
"If someone who has cultivated to the third tier is transformed into a Blood Ring Knight, he can be of considerable use in this plane."
"Most importantly, if he remains alive, we can control these Bloodsail Raiders more conveniently."
Charles nodded in agreement, then asked, "Teacher, but how do we control him?"
Anderson took out a scroll and said, "For a slave of such high quality, he is worth using up a Slave Scroll."
Loyalty was an expensive thing in any world.
How to earn the loyalty of one's subordinates was an eternal problem.
There were many ways to make someone obey orders, including numerous coercive methods, such as planting poison or leaving behind a slave mark.
By controlling their life and death,